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did it - lf70 lyrics

[intro]
none of this
all for entertainment sh*t
you know we ain’t ’bout that man

that side say we don’t do drills (gang, gang, ahh, ahh, gang, gang)
‘cah we packed up t
then i guess we did it
don’t ask how many we slapped
we a no*go district, course we spin it
try find out get lifted

[verse]
that side ain’t k!lling sh*t
they’d rather war online
them boys won’t come outside
they foolin’ sh*t
i wish they’d jump on glides
i know they all for hide
they know we gripped
if we step on that side, we probably dacking sh*t
they rapping all that cap and he tried diss ask them what happened, b*tch
none of that back in the day, we livin’ it
still creep up, let it blam
that side on the internet drama, get karma, slap corn like taliban
i know we don’t cap on the drill, but how you gonna say youse don’t get done up (shut up)
you boys don’t run up, fill him up with rubber
your gang got cheffed like ****
[verse]
we outside all day, tryna’ gbg
caught **** but the b*tch don’t gbg
instead of a gbg, they post our pictures on ig
sh*t, he thought he was safe out there, ’til he came outside we put him to sleep
civilians watching, drills ain’t stopping
your girls screaming out (help please!)
none of that cap in my rap, we drillin ’em
we ride out, let it slap
don’t lie on the track, get hit from the back
pass through b*side, **** got whacked
my words are facts, i ain’t gonna cap
your mates in a pack, we roll with straps
**** got slapped, he ain’t coming back
**** got stabbed, and then **** got packed

[hook]
that side say we don’t do drills
and we didn’t get sh*t
then i guess we did it
cops say we a risk to the youth
‘cah we packed up t
then i guess we did it
don’t ask how many we slapped
if a opp get blammed
i don’t know, who did it?
we a no*go district, course we spin it
try find out get lifted
[verse]
one in the trap, don’t slip get turned into merch
two of them dogs got turned into dirt
my friends out here feeding the birds
your friends down there sleeping with worms
i’m different, how can they say drill, that’s fiction
we was on a glide with slides, no pictures
me. rb in the whip, no kitchens
big .45, c*ck back, aim, pivot

haha

i was outside with .22 first time ’round
now we creep with a ak
go ask opps if i slap my gun
**** was screaming out “mayday!”
big bro told me chill on the drills, and trap
sh*t, gotta’ get that payday
gone for a minute, they know we live it
if cops ask me, “i don’t know, who did it”
two man step, we aim and pivot
screaming gang, they know we did it
step with a pump, loud ?
call for a ?, are you f*cking kidding?
they ain’t sh*t, they’re a bunch of b*tches
packing kitchens, they go missing
rise that stick, go shoot from distance
local slappers, don’t get lifted
been on drills, since way back then
f*filling these clips with copper
out in the 6 tryna’ find me a opper
don’t wanna’ hear no sh*t ’bout proper
dressed all black when i’m swinging my chopper
don’t cut here but they still get boxed up
lack on the strip, then you might get chopped up
pull out bands, get hit with the dot dot
[hook]
that side say we don’t do drills
and we didn’t get sh*t
then i guess we did it
cops say we a risk to the youth
‘cah we packed up t
then i guess we did it
don’t ask how many we slapped
if a opp get blammed
i don’t know, who did it?
we a no*go district, course we spin it
try find out get lifted

- lf70 lyrics

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